She.

1261.

My eyes have lost their brightness, sight is dimmed, my fingers worn,

With noting on the wall the days since I was left forlorn.

1262.

O thou with gleaming jewels decked, could I forget for this one day,

Henceforth these bracelets from my arms will slip, my beauty worn away.

1263.

On victory intent,

His mind sole company he went;

And I yet life sustain,

And long to see his face again!

1264.

'He comes again, who left my side, and I shall taste love's joy,'—

My heart with rapture swells, when thoughts like these my mind employ.

1265.

O let me see my spouse again and sate these longing eyes!

That instant from my wasted frame all pallor flies.

1266.

O let my spouse but come again to me one day!

I'll drink that nectar: wasting grief shall flee away.

1267.

Shall I draw back, or yield myself, or shall both mingled be,

When he returns, my spouse, dear as these eyes to me.

He.

1268.

O would my king would fight, o'ercome, divide the spoil;

At home, to-night, the banquet spread should crown the toil.

1269.

One day will seem like seven, to those who watch and yearn

For that glad day when wanderers from afar return.

1270.

What's my return, the meeting hour, the wished-for greeting worth,

If she heart-broken lie, with all her life poured forth?